The Love of the Duda

TCSD 110: Meeting a Friend

"Let's go, baby, open his mouth... Aaaa...."

Left hand holding the plate and right hand holding the spoon, God is seen feeding the wife on the sidelines of their wedding reception tonight. All events have been plenary and only the remaining crew-crew wedding organizer used by oma Widuri passed by cleaning and re-tidying this room.

So busy greeting the invited guests, the couple forgot that they had forgotten to fill their stomachs. And among the busy people who pass by in this ballroom, they are still seen sitting sweetly on the lap chair while enjoying dinner that was missed.

"Mas already, I feel my stomach is no longer able to accommodate this meal. I'm really full already."

The god shook his head. "Dear no, you just have to open your mouth again. Come... Aaaaaa..."

Mara was breathing a little rough. In the end he gave up, and opened his mouth. It will be useless if you have to argue with your husband.

"Darling, forgive the behavior of the woman. I really didn't expect that woman would do that. A clear-cut temper looks like an ex with a crazy disease."

Mara gave a little smile. "It's okay, Mom. Think of your ex-wife's presence as the first test of our marriage."

"Darling, don't you believe me, if I don't get involved with that woman in the least?"

Given Dita kekeuh said that she still loves the woman, God is very worried if the wife just believes what Dita said.

Mara simply put a smile on her lips. The two netra that previously swept the atmosphere crowded with people passing by in this ballroom, now he turned to look fixed on the face of the husband. Although looks tired, but still does not reduce the level of good looks.

"I believe in you. You and your ex-wife are just a past story that's over. Moreover, you have been hurt for what he has done. So, I believe that in your heart there's no longer any sense of it even if it's just a speck."

Mara tried to express what was her view. He felt an impossibility of a man still maintaining his love for the woman who had stabbed to incise a wound in his heart. Mara also believes that the husband is one of such men.

Hearing his wife's words, he made a big smile on the lips of the thirty-seven-year-old man. Without further ado, he kissed his wife's forehead with love and affection. "Thank you so much that you believed me, baby. I don't know what plan that woman will make to try to ruin the happiness of our household. For sure I'm only asking you for one thing, trust me, baby!"

Mara's forehead shriveled a little. "Trust in what way?"

The god grabbed Mara's palm and she placed it on her left chest. "It is believed that this heart beats only for you, believing that this breath blows only your name and believing that the blood that flows through my bloodstream carries only your name. Not the others."

The words of the God successfully made a lump of lifeless meat that was residing in Mara's body warm up instantly. The woman smiled widely and nodded slowly. "I believe Mas. I believe that you are a man who holds fast to the promises you have made. On top of my mother's and my father's belly button, you promised me that you would make me the only woman in your heart."

The gods are chirping. But he remembered one thing. Hurried God directed Mara's palm to the folds of her thighs. "Only you can make my weapon work. So, if that woman makes a scenario by trapping me with sleeping pills and then taking me to the hotel and then when I wake up she's like a victim of the sexual harassment I did, don't believe me one bit, darling. Because really, I'll never be able to make love except you. And just from your body, I can feel what the heaven of the world is."

Mara nodded slowly. The woman understood very well what had happened to her husband's body, that only she could make the weapons of the Gods come back to function. That means it's impossible if the Gods do it with the others.

"I believe Mas. I believe." Mara spread her gaze throughout the room. "Where's Krishna going, Mom? Previously he looked busy passing by in this place, but why is it currently not visible to the trunk of his nose at all?"

"Let it go, honey. Maybe he's on a mission to find a wife. Do you know how Krishna went after breaking up with Dyandra? He said that he did not want to linger in the singles again, so he wanted to quickly find a lover again."

Mara chuckles. Indeed, the story of her husband's personal assistant is very tragic. Which made him completely unable to find his soul mate at his age who was about to enter the four heads.

"Hopefully tonight, mas Krishna really found the woman who will be his soul mate. Pity her if she continues to be single at her current age."

Both eyes are fully rotating. But not long after he nodded his head. "I'm sure that tonight Krishna's gonna find his soul mate, Mas!"

"We'll just wait, sweetheart."

***

"This girl has been insolent to me. He bumped into me and made the rest of the vegetable soup that he brought dirty my body!"

In the kitchen, there was the sound of a woman shouting loudly, pouring all her anger. After the vegetable soup drama was over, the woman intended to go home. But he broke his intention. He felt he was still not calm if he could not make the vegetable soup carrier girl get punishment for what he had done.

When his footsteps almost reached the parking area, Dita turned the direction to go to the manager room of this hotel. He came to ask for justice for what happened to him. And now, he and the manager of the hotel are already in the kitchen, which is where the girl is.

The hotel manager looked at the face of this young girl standing before him. "Is it true what this lady said? That you weren't so careful that you bumped into this Madam?"

Without the slightest fear, the girl raised her head. With a sharp look, he looked at the manager's face. "That's not true at all sir. It was this madam who walked over incautiously. He did not focus on looking ahead and in the end hit me who was carrying vegetable soup."

"What are you saying, huh?! It was clear that you were the one who hit me. Why do you still not want to admit it?"

The girl just smiled thinly. He was still calm without feeling the slightest fear if he lost his job due to this case. "I've said the real thing Madam, so I don't have to admit anything anymore. That what really happened was the Mistress who was not careful!"

Dita squealing. He looked at the manager of the hotel. "Don't believe what he said sir. She is just a poor girl. Do you know that poor people are wrong? So I hope you fire this girl!"

The girl gasped. He stared at Dita's face with sharp eyes. "I am a poor man, Madam. But both my parents never taught me to lie. So what I said I can account for!"

"Currently, I don't care about your bullshit! Mr. Manager, I'm asking you to fire this girl right now!" shouted Dita loudly.

The manager of the hotel was just unmoved, he could not decide at all because no witnesses saw the soup vegetable incident. But in the midst of the excitement he felt, suddenly...

"Wait!"

The baritone sound that was always heard, made the attention of people in this kitchen turn towards the source of the sound. A handsome man in a black tuxedo suit walked over to them.

"This girl is innocent!" said the man. And a moment later, he turned his head towards Dita and pointed at Dita's face with his index finger. "Because the guilty one is this woman! I'm witness!"

Both of Dita's eyes are perfectly rounded. His lips were wide open. "Krishna!"

Krishna smiled knotingly. "Yes, I will testify that this girl is innocent at all!"

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